Ole #7A Poem by The Warrior PoetOle #7 = Black Jack = Jack Daniels (black label)Swirling Jack Spinning, winding, twisting bed, swirling darkness bending light, obscuring my listless brain in wistful thought. Mending, binding, sewing the threads, curing darkness saving the night, thank God for ole #7 that I just bought.
Black Jack for the win. The Warrior Poet © 2010 The Warrior PoetAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 20, 2010 Last Updated on November 20, 2010 AuthorThe Warrior PoetNJAboutI am a combat veteran paratrooper and I've been writing since 1984. I was chosen by my English teacher as good candidate for Creative Writing and had to get a waiver to get into the class because my .. more..Writing
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